Hello Hello
I will try to recap my break so far into segments of events.

The few days before Christmas I can't remember. Christmas itself was spent at home, with nothing real big.

On Friday the 26th, I went to the Sharks game. Kirk, Tim, Philip, and Felix picked me up from my house before heading over to Dublin to meet up with the rest of the guys (Garrett, Brian, George, Phillip). We rolled out to San Jose HP Pavilion and met up with Hank inside. It was my first hockey game, and it was pretty ironic considering they were playing the Kings because I grew up watching that team. Anyways hockey is definately different watching in person than on TV. This particular game was great because we won 5-0 and there were two big fights. Afterwards we went to Milpitas for some dinner.

It was a great night because 1) first live hockey game 2) Garrett (haven't seen him since A's game in August) and Felix (no see in over a year) visiting from New York and Chicago, respectively 3) Felix gave me a cup full of baby convicts for my fish tank.

Afternoon of the 27th I woke up and ate lunch before heading out to Hercules. It was supposed to be a LAN, but everyone just ended up playing either the xbox or a game called Perudo, which is kinda like a diced version of BS. Took time out to watch the Sharks game on TV. Dinner consisted of a In-N-Out run, and even though someone stopped at Costco or something I guess to buy a boatload of candy and drinks I was still pretty much hungry. I guess red vines can only fill you up so much. As the night got later, various people took turns passing out on couches and the floor. Now I've only heard stories of George's snoring, but I only appreciated it after I was able to experience it in person. Eventually Will and I passed out on the couches in the family room around 6:00, only to wake up again a bit pass 9:00 haha.

Morning consisted of some more Perudo before going to IHOP for some brunch. Felix wanted more pancakes, and when asked how many he wanted, he answered three and instead of a stack of three the waitress came back with three plates instead, haha. So Felix stacked them up and started attacking them but I think he only managed four or five before giving up. We all went back to the house and played some ESPN Hockey before I left sometime in the afternoon. I was getting my jacket to leave, but apparently George was sleeping on it. I looked for a sleeve or something to pull, but if you know George's stature, you know it was a futile attempt.

That night, Nick, Rob, Eric, Kevin, Steph, Chester and I went over to Gerald's to hang out and play poker. We watched Old School while waiting for everybody to show. During the movie and poker we all had a few drinks, and pretty much had a great time. As beginner's luck would have it, Chester ended up winning the big jackpot of the evening. Eric, Kevin and I didn't want to make it back home so we crashed for the night.

I will conclude this segment with a question/advise:

If you can't handle or stand the taste of the easy/simple/basic alcohol we have now (beer, straight/mixed rum/vodka shots, and bitch drinks I mean malts), wth are you gonna do when we turn 21 and start trying stuff we've never heard of before? The first problem (stomaching) can be solved by trial and resilience. The second I can't help you with because that's just something you have to man up to and learn to like, as in making alcohol an aquired taste. Thank you.

Mizouse84 (12:43:45): man.. my virgin eyes arnt so virgin anymore Mizouse84 (12:43:47): and it was great!

[01:34] WTH
[01:34] she was 17 when she filmed that
-[01:34] 17 probably gets me 5
-[01:39] man i threw away the movie poster that was in the newspaper when it came out
-[01:39] cuz i didn't think she was that hot
-[01:39] shit me to hell